The dark recesses of the human mind hold many secrets. People's politics and sexuality are often at war. How else do you explain my latest slaves? Picture this, if you will. An attractive Black couple, both of them in early middle age, kneeling naked before a tall, blonde-haired White woman. My name is Diane Jane Abelard. My friends call me D.J. for short. W...
A short recap of Part One, in case you didn't read it. Lauren was flat broke, destitute, and needed a job quickly after leaving an abusive relationship with her ex-boyfriend. She took a job as a maid at a mansion owned by the lovely and rich Rickey. The job turned out to be Rickey's personal slave and to the large, affluent clientele of women Rickey billed t...
While Kelly showered, I left the bathroom and lay down on the bed to rest a little. I unpacked my laptop and got online to peruse some porn. 12 minutes later, Kelly re-assumed her position in front of the coffee table on her knees with her hands behind her head. She was wearing her heels and nylons. I ignored her for a few minutes while I finished up on the...
I arched my back hard, lifting up onto my toes, offering my pussy to the thongs of the miniature flogger, the stinging of which was again just about to make the pool of pleasure in my belly overflow into the delight of climax, moaning deeply against the leather covered bit in my mouth. As before, the thongs of the whip flicked hard against the upcurve of my...
This is the second chapter of ‘Blackmailed by my secretary.’ If you haven’t read the first, I recommend you go back and search it out. I plan several more chapters and welcome feedback and constructive criticism. I humbly hope that you enjoy. My 9:00 meeting was hell to get through. I picked the softest chair, and I sat with my feet tucked under it. This wa...
My wife, Debi, had not always been a disciplinarian. Early in our marriage, I had begged her to spank me. If I could have found any reason to make her furious enough to get out the leather and go to work on my behind, I would have done it in no time flat. "I don't know, Raymond. That's really not for me." "Oh, c'mon, Debi. Just pretend I'm your son and I d...
Ch. 9: 'Dana's' 25th Celebrations Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and the characters bear no resemblance to any persons living or dead. Please read this story in sequence if possible. Feedback and votes greatly appreciated. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The annual fundraiser was held at BK Enterprises 24th floor downtown office executive lounge. Th...
***AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you like, please rate and comment.*** ***** The three of them arrived at Jennifer and Kendra's off campus apartment at around 10:00 p.m. It was a sprawling two-bedroom loft in a renovated furniture factory not far from the university. There were tall windows and high ceilings and a lot of exposed brick. Upon entering the apartment, Ke...
Russ helped his wife straddle his newest invention, making sure that the lubricated dildos in the saddle were pushed slightly into each of her holes. It really was a saddle, with some new features... propped up on a kind of pedestal, this saddle was only meant to be ridden by a woman. Not exactly a Sybian, it was his own creation and he was eager to see how...